The purpose of this website is to tell stories. My story-telling style—call it “annotated meandering”—inspired its name. However, I do always get to the point…eventually.
Just bear with me.
While my aim is still to tell data-driven stories about a wide range of topics, I often tell stories from my own life, particularly my ongoing research into the histories of both my legal and genetic families and the circumstances surrounding my adoption. Along those lines, I now seek a literary agent in order to get my just-completed book Interrogating Memory: Film Noir Spurs a Deep Dive Into My Family History…and My Own published.
It began as an attempt to turn this essay about why I love film noir into a full-length book. At the same time, I was undergoing genetic testing, exploring my own personal “origin story” and using tools like Ancestry and Newspapers to help me contextualize my film noir “journey” within a larger American immigrant story. I coined the term “interrogating memory” to describe this process…and one of the first things I learned was that my the death of my (legal) paternal great-grandfather David Louis Berger was sensational enough to make the front page of the Philadelphia Inquirer more than 100 years ago. The photograph they used is the one you see at the top of this page. This is only one of many fascinating stories I learned while writing Interrogating Memory, and which I hope to share with you soon.
You may also find stories related to…
- our experiences during the first few months of the COVID-19 pandemic
- my love for
- calls for bipartisanship and mutual respect
- popular music
- epidemiology and public health
- true crime
- and other random topics
…as well as longer essays:
…and this simple worksheet to calculate numbers of true positives/negatives and false positives/negatives using test sensitivity and specificity, prevaence (a proxy for whether a test is given to a wide swath of the population or only to those deemed likeliest to have some condition) and number of tests administered.
Please continue to bear with me, while inviting others to do the same. I am grateful to everyone who clicks “Like” and comments in a respectful way: it really is possible to disagree without being disagreeable.
Oh…about the photograph at the top of the page. It is of the now-defunct ValeRio diner, which sat on Route 23 in Phoenixville, just across from where it intersects with Route 113 North. While I spent many happy nights there, I did not take the photograph. However, it features prominently in some of my favorite posts–those having to do with constructive dialogue and healthy skepticism.